Thursday, March 22, 2007

I REMIND MYSELF.

There is no referent for me regarding the ways of the One up there.
So it's down to trust. And I do trust.

I might be clenching my fists and crushing my jaw. but I will trust.

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17 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:

18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds' feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.

Habukkuk 3:17-19

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